Me Simon, future profiler
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Beige raincoat, white shirt and winter hat were all there to investigate my roommate.
Was I in the right place at the right time? Had my roommate committed the perfect crime... On a perfect victim?
Author's note: I'm dyslexic so if there are any mistakes please let me know.
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